The Sunspire like the stars miss the sun.

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Just Ame is fine, she replied after not exactly knowing what to say to his appreciation, outside of a soft nod, that was. He still appeared quite busy with the goings-on in his head, although it did seem much calmer for him at this point (he was breathing at least). She felt a bit more at ease in leaving him be. I am not hard to find, she chuffed gently. Feel better, the dark wolf added as she rose to stand, then nudged her nose against his muzzle. Afterward, she wordlessly gestured towards the borderlands to indicate her intentions. Duty summoned, and after lingering just enough to catch his parting words, or anything else he may muster, she descended the mountainside with purpose. But, in the back of her mind, the summer-eyed Ostrega would remain.